Gone Home


light streaming down on green grass


Calm. Peace comes with stillness.

The valley is greener than it's ever been before.

It glows with the light of truth - this is home.

I've made my way home.


Beauty abounds - it is everywhere - yet nowhere.

Indescribable to those who've not yet seen.

Wonder no more - sadness is not a part of this place - only love.

Love caresses your soul to heal all wounds past.


Forever now as a mere memory - I move forward.

My task is done.

Peace. I wander no more.

I just am.



Donna Thomson



* In memory of 'Paigey Pup' - 13 years young. *



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© Donna Thomson 2007
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